You’ve got to think about your sister. Look! Why not just lie down next to us. That should be alright.’ Amna sighed. She guessed that would have t... do. She sat down on the other side of Salim from Dalitha, swung her legs around, and lay next to her. Salim was in sudden and unexpected heaven. Here on either side of her were the two girls she loved most in the world, an arm around Amna who pressed her nicotine-smelling face onto Salim’s shoulder and an arm around Dalitha, whose hand was gently. The bedroom door was open and I could only see her upside down in the position she had requested. As linda now straddled my face again I could see that her pussy was already soaking wet. Eat my wet pussy Linda purred. I was still in my boxer shorts which she expertly removed as I lapped at her moistness. Linda said she was so turned on going out without any underwear, she had flirted with the man at the patisserie again and she was so wet because she had let him finger her pussy. Linda orgasmed. She had her coat on, a black leather one that came to about mid thigh.She asked me what I thought she was wearing underneath and my cock was leaking pre cum already as I answered.I assumed she had on very little but was in for a treat as she undid the buttons and the belt of her coat.My wife had bought a tiny, black pleated mini skirt, so short that as she stood upright, now fully de-cloaked, the hem of it barely touched her legs!I could se her cunt and arse as she turned around it was that. Throb. Throb. Babbling turns into long, frothy gurgles. Brain cleansed of knowledge of how to make words. I try to beg the xenomorph, beg. Beg. Beg but my tongue can do nought but poke stiffly against my bottom lip, I go muuuuuuhhhh, muhhhhhh, muhmuhmuhuhuhmuhhhhhhh. Throb. Throb.Eyes roll. Froth thickens. I can smell the Xenomorph’s hot leathery body now. His mighty hips rock back and forth a little, making deep rubbery squeaks. I put my hands together as if to pray, to beg, beg, beg no more.